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Pretty soon I'll be so lonesome I could cry
But that's a song for another time

Just for one more day what do you say
Baby be my pretty woman
have a wild weekend
With the pretty little blond haired blue eyed darling gonna have a wild weekend

Well we might go up to the mountains we might go
Sitting in Mangrove Valley chasing lightbeams
Everything wanders from baby to Z
Baby, baby, pretty, young on Tuesday
Old like a rum drinking demon
long
You move me, baby
Like a song, yeah

(Take it down, now, now, now, now)

Pretty Woman
I'll Stand By You
I Cross My Heart
I Will Always Love You
You
baby
Move me all night long
You move me, baby
Like a song

Pretty Woman
I'll Stand By You
I Cross My Heart
I Will Always Love You
You Were
a place to play

We high-tailed over to one-eyed Jack
With a cheap guitar strung over my back
Well I looked pretty nervous, I can't turn back
This guy was
though?
Out like a sucker

So why you trying to play me though?
Out like a sucker

You're sneaking around like a sneaker baby, what's the beeper for?
Movin' to the backbeat
Walkin' down Main Street
Checkin' out the new scene
Watchin' all the girls go by
High heels - short dress
Baby, make your
the ghetto, day by day
I'm bumping trying to make a profit, cause I gotta get my pay
You better, keep watching me and
Pretty soon, you'll see man
That I'm
out butt naked watchin' the cosby show
Hey little rascals Eddie Haskell 
Black eyed peas with a lot of tabasco
Chico stix big fat chicks 
Old reruns
Listen up baby I need your undivided attention
I know you like to fuck so there's just somthin I should mention
All the guys call you fast but I call
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
to Florida City, Opa-Locka 
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
I got the candy paint sprayed by Eddie
And I'm ridin' on that glassy chrome, all courtesy of my hustle game,
Be a hustler's in my bloodline, I don't
you figure you was gon cross
That pretty blue eyed-green eyed
Country voodoo creole female
Now you reaping what you sow
Cause I'm ??? you
And my
by parents
At the tender age of five, in front of they siblings wide-eyed
Nah not surprised, just the real scene regularly
Up in between the lies,